Liza Katz
Reunion

More penetrating
than assuming old shoes,

being here, he says, is like being
in a skin shed long ago.

For once we agree. My loose
lizard legs carry me

as if they (not I) know the way.
The scene surfacing before us

on the double door glass
is familiar, but his bride-to-be

is on his arm this time.
As we talk she places

a limp hand on his, or tugs
her clothing, or gnaws her hair

like a wild animal. Afterwards
he asks if I’ll drive them back

to the station, and I excuse
myself, feeling accountable,

or that I can step
into old skin and end this (I can’t).

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Liza Katz is an undergraduate in the University Professors Program at Boston University. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Burn, Exit 13 Magazine, and New College Review.

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